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Returning to Beijing Ci'an Temple to offer incense and meet a pervert

If you think about it carefully, you can figure out the purpose of the queen's gift of women's clothes. You can do whatever you want in the military camp, but after all, I still have the identity of a princess. After entering the capital, I can no longer be as careless as before, so I ordered Ruan Qing

I prepared an extra carriage, and at the inn one stop before the capital, I put on women's clothes, abandoned the horse, and took the carriage instead.

The folk customs in Beiling are open, and I got in touch with Princess Yihe along the way. I felt that she was warm, bold, and unpretentious, which was very different from those delicate ladies from aristocratic families in Yuechen. But could a woman with such a personality survive in a complex and turbid place like the palace?

Come down and take a look at her fortune.

Naturally, the palace had to send people out of the city to greet such a distinguished guest. When I got outside the city gate, I opened the car curtain to see which dignitary was in charge of this matter, but I saw Murong Qingfeng at a glance.

Under the majestic and solemn city wall, he was wearing a white brocade robe, a purple gold jade crown, riding a tall horse, with silky black hair hanging down on his shoulders, a handsome and elegant face, a tall and straight nose, and a plain and unruffled face.

His eyes took my breath away instantly. If I had a folding fan in my hand, I would be exactly the same as Yin Zhichuan in his previous life.

He jumped off his horse, walked to Princess Yihe's carriage, saluted through the curtain, then got on his horse and led the team into the city. The people in the capital had obviously got the news, and crowds of people crowded on both sides of the avenue, craning their necks to look.

Ruan Qing caught up from behind and reminded: "Major General, quickly lower the curtain so that no one can see you."

"So what if you see it? The young general is not shady, so why do you hide your head and show your tail?" Chen Ke snorted in disapproval. I pursed my lips and smiled, but still listened to Ruan Qing's opinion and lowered the curtain.

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Qian Hu returned to the palace. I didn't have anything to do with this set of errands. I went to Kunning Palace to talk to the queen for a while, and then took a carriage directly back to the princess's mansion.

Aunt Rong and others were waiting outside the gate. As soon as I got off the carriage, she rushed up to me, hugged me and cried till the end of the night.

Seven or eight maids, surrounded by a noble lady, walked out of the Beijinghou Mansion next door. I took a closer look and saw that it was Murong Qingfeng's mother, Mrs. Beijinghou. She had obviously seen what was going on here, dragging the meandering Hua Hua.

Fu came over and said angrily: "Hey, who do I think it is? It turns out that our Princess Jinyue is back?"

After walking around me for a few times, she sneered again: "Tsk tsk, the skin is dark and thick, the hair is yellow and bifurcated, and the eyebrows are messy. If it weren't for this brocade dress, I would have thought she was a fire girl from somewhere.

He ran out."

Life in the army is hard, and the climate in the frontier is bad. The little girl with delicate skin and rosy cheeks has long disappeared. My current appearance is indeed a bit shabby, but I don't take it to heart. I have no ability.

Only women who rely on their looks to gain favor from men, I, Cheng Jinyue, don’t have to do that.

With a gentle smile on my face, I turned around and blessed her, saying politely: "Jinyue has met Mr. Hou's wife, and I haven't seen her for several years. My wife's style has not diminished at all."

Flattery always sounded pleasant to her ears, and her face softened a lot. At this time, a maid with a bun came up and reported: "Madam, the carriage is ready." She glared at me, but didn't say anything else, and turned around.

He took the maid's hand and stepped on the groom's back to get into the carriage.

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There were not many changes in the princess's mansion. The east wing had been cleaned out a few days in advance. I moved in directly. Aunt Rong hadn't seen me for many years and could only rely on letters to communicate, so she kept holding my hand and never let go.

, asked me one by one about all the details of my days in the army, and I reluctantly went back to rest until the moon was rising in the willow branches.

The journey was bumpy and tiring, so I fell asleep as soon as my head rested on the pillow. Affected by the biological clock, I woke up before dawn the next day. I subconsciously looked for armor and helmets, but I didn't find them after searching for a long time.

Only then did he realize that he was no longer in the military camp, and there was no need to get up early to go to the school field for training.

Carrying the sword my father left for me, I went to the back garden to practice for an hour, and then I saw Aunt Rong coming over in a hurry. Seeing that my head was sweating profusely, she took out her handkerchief and wiped it carefully for me, scolding: "

Why don’t you get more sleep?”

I smiled and said, "I'm used to it and I can't lie down any longer, so I get up and practice sword practice."

After returning to the east wing and having breakfast, Aunt Rong helped me comb my fairy hair, which is said to be the most popular in the capital nowadays. I also had a cinnabar mole on my eyebrows. My eyebrows were shaped into a willow leaf shape. I applied a light powder, and my lips were dyed vermilion, which was barely enough.

She is considered a beauty, but the clothes she cut yesterday have not been delivered yet, and she is still wearing the same suit given by the Queen.

According to Aunt Rong, the reason why I have been going smoothly for so many years is all because of the blessings of my parents in heaven. She once funded them to have their golden bodies molded at Ci'an Temple in the suburbs of Beijing. Today she is taking me there to worship and fulfill my wishes. Regarding gods and Buddhas,

In modern times, I didn't believe it, but after experiencing so many bizarre and tortuous things, I no longer had the confidence, so I nodded in agreement.

After wandering on the carriage for more than half an hour, I finally arrived at my destination. Several carriages were parked at the foot of the mountain, and the grooms responsible for driving the carriages gathered under the south wall to bask in the sun. I jumped off the carriage and turned around to help Aunt Rong.

Standing at the entrance, I looked up and was shocked. It turns out that Ci'an Temple is built halfway up the mountain. If you want to go in to burn incense and make wishes, you have to climb up the steps. I don't know how many steps there are, but

For the pampered family members of high-ranking officials and nobles, it is still somewhat difficult.

When we arrived outside the temple gate, Aunt Rong was already out of breath from exhaustion, so it was naturally an easy task for me.

Aunt Rong is obviously a regular visitor. As soon as we entered the temple, we were greeted by a young novice monk and led us directly into the inner hall in the backyard. There I saw the statues of my parents in this life: my father was dressed in gold armor, with a golden spear on his finger, and a handsome and heroic face.

Extraordinary; the mother is also wearing a battle suit, with two golden swords on her fingers, slightly squinted phoenix eyes, and a heroic appearance. The carving is very good, and it looks as vivid as if a real person is standing in front of her.

There were two futons placed in front of the statue. I knelt on one of them and performed the great ceremony of kneeling three times and knocking nine times. Then I took the incense handed to me by Aunt Rong and inserted it into the incense burner beside me. I thought that I couldn't pull out all the hair, so I took it from my sleeve.

He took out a banknote and handed it to the young novice monk as money for the sesame oil.

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After worshiping my parents, I left the inner hall. Aunt Rong wanted to ask for a marriage lottery for me, so she took me to the outer hall, which was crowded with people. Because most of the people who came here to offer incense were high-ranking officials and nobles, although there were many people

It was a bit crowded, but the order was orderly, and people waiting for the lottery were consciously queuing up in a long queue.

The solution is not here, so I just hope that the solution is very fast. When it was our turn, Aunt Rong put the bamboo stick into my hand. I smiled helplessly and shook the bamboo stick vigorously. A bamboo stick fell out with a "click"

When I came out, Aunt Rong quickly picked it up. It read "Signed" on it, and there was a poem of unknown meaning attached to it. I read it over and had no idea what it meant.

After leaving the main hall, Aunt Rong looked at the place where the signatures were issued and said, "There are many people inside, so I'm afraid you might feel uncomfortable being crowded, so just wait for me here."

I didn't care, but since she said that, I looked around and saw an idle stone under the willow tree not far away. I raised my hand and pointed there, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait at the stone bench."

With."

Because it was a sign, Aunt Rong had an excited expression on her face. She turned around and merged into the crowd. I walked slowly to the willow tree, sat down on the stone bench, and stared blankly at the dense crowds of people on the aisle.

Suddenly a folding fan lifted my chin up, and then a clear and frivolous voice came into my ears: "Miss, are you waiting for me?"


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